"Don't be sad, child, I also want to live well, but my condition is too serious. I have been in the hospital for more than 50 days this time, and my health is getting worse and worse day by day. Mom said bitterly.

"Child, how I want to see the day you and Yujie get married, how much I want a grandson in my arms. How I want to take care of the children for you. But I'm really not in good health. "Mom, don't say these unlucky things. You will be in good health and safety. Bingqing whimpered, "Mom, do you agree with me and Yujie?" ”

"Kid, I agree. Happiness is to be grasped by yourself, and it is enough not to ask me to worry about you in the future. Maybe I can't wait for the day you get married, but I wish you all happiness together. "Mom supports Bingqing and Yujieai. How she wished that someone would take care of her son when she was gone. A son will always be a son, and he will always be a child in the eyes of his mother, and he still needs maternal love and love.

"Mom, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of Yujie. I'll treat Yujie well for the rest of my life. Bingqing swore an oath in front of her mother.

When Bingqing and her mother were chatting together, Yujie sent a message: Honey, it's so nice that you gave me thermal underwear. I put it on, it's so comfortable, it's like your hand caressing my whole body. When Bingqing saw this, he was naughty and naughty again. He turned his sorrow into joy and was no longer sad. Yujie is the panacea in his heart. No matter what troubles he encounters, as long as Yujie's words can make him feel sad. Bingqing thought about Yujie's cuteness. I feel so comfortable. It seems that the beloved Yujie is quite satisfied with the gift he gave her. Those who can please themselves. Bingqing is very satisfied. Bingqing replied to the message: If you like it, it's fine.

"Dear Bingqing. Of course I liked it. ”

"If you like it, I'm happy!" Bingqing said happily.

"Have you washed it? Go home early! "Bing Qingzhi said that the weather was a little cold, and besides, Yujie was weak and sick during this period of time. It's very distressing.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll be home in a moment." Yujie said.

"I'm still taking care of my mother in the hospital, I can't go home with you, it would be nice if I could go home with you!" Bingqing said a little lost.

"You just take care of your mother, I'll go home alone. Rest assured. Am I not a child? Yujie said mischievously.

After listening to Yujie's words, Bingqing's heart settled down. He was relieved to take care of his mother in the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, he saw that your mother's potion was almost finished, and he hurriedly ran to the nurse's station to find her to help her with the needle. When the nurse came, she removed the needle with a quick movement. After the infusion, my mother lay down on the bed to rest. Bingqing asked, "Mom, what do you want to eat?" I'll buy it for you. The mother said, "Son, I'm not hungry at all, I don't want to eat." ”

"Mom, it's even worse for your body if you don't eat! When will your illness get better? Bingqing said worriedly.

"I don't have any appetite at all. I can't eat anything. Mom said.

Seeing my mother's painful expression, seeing that my mother hadn't eaten for many days. Bingqing felt very uncomfortable, he didn't know if Lu Dao's mother could survive this year, if she could survive this winter. Bingqing plans to celebrate her mother's sixty-sixth birthday. She wanted her mother's relatives and friends to know how much his son loved her, and he wanted to hold a banquet for his mother. I hope my mom can make it through this. Bingqing prayed to her mother in her heart. Thinking that last year was also at this time, my mother was very sick, vomiting blood many times, the family was very desperate, and even thought of preparing for her old man's funeral, Bingqing's heart was as painful as a knife, but he couldn't shed tears in front of his mother, which would make his mother even more uneasy.

After a long time, Bingqing's mother gradually improved due to the inhalation of a large amount of oxygen into her lungs, and she lay quietly on the hospital bed to rest. Bingqing saw that his mother was sleeping quietly, and besides, there was still a lot of salt water, so he opened his notebook again and continued to organize the manuscript. After both hands kept typing part of the manuscript on the keyboard, Bingqing suddenly worried about Yujie again: "Has she taken a bath?" Is she home? Where the hell is she? Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yujie: Honey, where are you? I miss you. ”

After sending the message, Bingqing waited restlessly, not hearing back for a long time. Bingqing persistently kept dialing her phone number over and over again, and every time it was a wordless ending. Bingqing suddenly felt upset and overwhelmed, and due to the rush to attack his heart, two bubbles inexplicably appeared in his mouth, which were small and small at first, and gradually became bigger and bigger. The reason why he was in great pain was because he cared too much about Yujie. Yujie occupies a huge space in his heart, and even fills his entire life, Bingqing would rather not have everything than without Yujie. Even if Yu Jie disappeared in front of his eyes for a moment, Bing Qing would be anxious. Yujie is all his love, and Yujie is all his love. Because he was very unhappy to be filled with blood bubbles, Bingqing quietly walked into the nurse's station to find a needle, eliminated the poison, and picked up the blood bubbles by himself, and suddenly bright red blood flowed out of Bingqing's mouth. There was a lot of blood coming out, but it was much more comfortable than in the mouth. The blood in his mouth spit out, his mouth was full of blood, salty, astringent, and he quickly opened his mouth, feeling much more relaxed. Immediately afterwards, he tirelessly lost the manuscript, and in one day, he actually lost more than 20 pages, which was all my father's efforts during this period of time. Seeing the manuscripts that had been lost, Bingqing seemed to see the fruits of victory, and he knew that Yujie would work less in this way. In order to reduce some unnecessary trouble for Yujie, it can be uploaded smoothly. Bingqing carefully proofread the words from the first page, looked down at the manuscript for a while, looked up at the display screen for a while, and after confirming that it was correct, Bingqing turned to the next page with confidence. It took a long time for Bingqing to proofread all the manuscripts.

The sky gradually darkened, Bingqing looked up at the window, it was gray, he was worried that it was too dark, and the road was far away It was inconvenient for his father to come to the hospital, and when he just wanted to call him, his father hurriedly walked into the ward. As soon as he entered the door, Bingqing's father urged Bingqing: "Qingzi, you go home, I will take care of you here." ”

"Okay, Dad, I'll go." Bingqing whispered, really didn't want to disturb her mother, who was still resting, just glanced at it affectionately, turned around and left the ward. Walking to the motorcycle, he still didn't forget to tell Yujie: "Honey, I'll go home soon, I'm getting closer and closer to you." I've finished typing all the manuscripts today, so I'll send you the manuscripts that I've lost when the time comes, and you'll revise them when the time comes, okay? Bingqing didn't wait for Yujie's reply, so he rode slowly towards his home. (To be continued......)